30th of Ymiden, 717
“I don’t care.” Mana said flatly, and reached a hand up expectantly, “What do I get out of this?”
“Free food.”
“Cute but no.”
“Fine. Whatever he has on his ship is yours,” he smirked, “if you can sink it. If not it’s ours.”
Mana narrowed her eyes, she couldn’t sink a ship by herself and the bastard knew it but there was a Mer she could bug for help. She released the edge of the ship and pushed herself away, “Do you want a body?”
“Just his tattoo.”
Without so much as a goodbye Mana pushed herself back under the waves, the shadow of the boat disappeared quickly as she knifed back to deeper waters. She was not looking foreword to swimming all the way to Akkatava territory but she needed more hands if she was going to make this worth the effort. And it had better be worth the effort or she’d bite off that pirates greedy, lying fingers. Which she might do anyways just because now she’d have to swim all the way home to get supplies for a trip unless she had the supplies…
Nope.
Still just her compass and her dagger. With an agitated flick of her tail Mana curved herself around with a dramatic flourish of bubbles behind her, propelling her body with speed toward the oceans floor and froze. A slow, sharp smile part her lips as she eyed the tentacles. Maybe she wouldn’t have to bite off anyone’s fingers just yet. At least not if this Mer proved to be useful and there was only one real way that Mana would enjoying figuring that out.
With two powerful strokes of her tail Mana propelled herself up to the other Mer and sent out sharp, dark red hues and grinned sharply. She was expecting a fight with a send like that, ready to try and shirk out of the way of any tentacles. That was only if he fought, if he didn’t she’d be a fairly disappointed and more than a little bored but she didn’t have time to waste getting to know someone she only needed for a few trials at most.